Here you will find thePoemI saw my life as whitest flameof poet Christopher John Brennan
I saw my life as whitest flame light-leaping in a crystal sky, and virgin colour where it came pass'd to its heart, in love to die. It wrapped the world in tender harm rose-flower'd with one ecstatic pang: God walk'd amid the hush'd alarm, and all the trembling region rang music, whose silver veils dispart around the carven silences Memnonian in the hidden heart ? now blithe, effulgurant majesties.
